Its amazing how an act can give someone hope.I was coming back to my apartment where I live alone,feeling down,thinking will I ever get better,will things ever be different.I took the mail out of my mail box and saw that someone I know sent me a check to help pay for medical care.All of a sudden I got a little hopeful,Maybe my parents hurt me very much and werent there for me and Maybe I have suffered for over 20 years but the person who sent this check cares and then are there for me.Maybe I will get better one day.

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